Don Juan
Christine put on her costume very nervous. Not because of singing as the lead but singing to bring back the Phantom. He might get angry that Erik will be sitting in box five. Christine was very frightened because she suddenly felt his presence. A black shadow showed up behind her. She gasped and turned around to face him.
"You will preform and sing only for me Christine I have brought you this success, I have helped you become a star. Tonight for me embrace your destiny let me hear you sing once more!"
Before Christine could say anything he disappeared into thin air.
She heard the overture so she rushed out of her dressing room and too the wings.
"Here the sire may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat! here the sacrifical lamb utters one dispairing bleat.
Poor young maiden!
For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets,
You will have to pay the bill- tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and serve the maid!
Serve the master so that, when tables, plans and maids are laid
Don Juan triumphs once again!
Passarino faithful friend
Once again recite the plan
Your young guest believes I'm you,
I, the master, you the man.
When you met, you wore my cloak,
With my scarf you hid your face.
She believes she dines with me
In her master's borrowed place!
Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff,
Stealing what in truth is mine,
When it's late and modesty starts to mellow with the wine!
You come home!
I use your voice...
Slam the door like crack of doom!
I shall say
Come hide with me!
Where oh where?
Of course, my room
Poor thing hasn't got a chance
Here's my hat, my cloak and sword.
Conquest is assured
If I do not forget myself and laugh"
"No thoughts within her head but thoughts of joy
No dreams within her heart, but dreams of love"
"Master?
Passarino, go away, for the trap is set
and waits for his prey!"
Christine was sitting on the bench acting as she was supposed to as the actor for Don Juan approached her.
"You have come here
In pursuit of your deepest urge
In pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent...
Silent
I have brought you
That our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me, dropped all defenses
Completely succumbed to me Now you are here with me
No second thoughts
You've decided
Decided.
Past the point of no return
No backward glances
The games we've played till now are at an end
Past all thought of if or when
No use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us
Past the point of no return
The final threshold?
What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn
Beyond the point of no return?"
As the he sang he put his hands on Christine. She thought it was apart of the act until he brought his hands over hers and brought it up to her breast and pressed against her in a sexual way. She quickly pulled away.
"You have brought me
To that moment where words run dry
To that moment where speech disappears into silence
Silence
I have come here
Hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent"
Then Christine had an idea she was going to do the same thing he did to her.
"And now I am here with you, no second thoughts
I've decided, decided
Past the point of no return
No going back now
Our passion play has now at last begun
Past all thought of right or wrong"
Christine started to press herself against him and run her hands on his sides.
"One final question
How long should we two wait before we're one?
When will the blood begin to race
The sleeping bud bursts into bloom?
When will the flames at last consume us?"
Then she ran from him and he grabbed her and pulled her towards him.
"Past the point of no return
The final threshold
The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return"
She pulled off his hood to reveal a man beneath his cloak the same cloak of the phantoms. She then realized that this man was the phantom haunting the Paris opera house...
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